In this series of news segments that applies the work of DeviantArt artists of all sorts to lines in famous poems, speeches, and general well-known literature. The piece may or may not have been inspired by the text itself; what matters here is that it can either be creatively or literally applied to the line in question.
Without further ado, here is the work of dA writers, traditional artists, digital artists, photographers, and photo-manipulators applied to famous literature.
BECAUSE I COULD NOT STOP FOR DEATH*
By Emily Dickinson (1830-1886)
:thumb122842607:Because I could not stop for Death,

He kindly stopped for me;

The carriage held but just ourselves

And Immortality.

We slowly drove, he knew no haste,
And I had put away

My labor, and my leisure too,

Courtesy
I meant to ask, my love,
How was your day?
What did you do out there?
Are you happy?
I meant to ask, but I didn't.
It doesn't seem real,
What happens to you or me
When we're not us.
Forgive me for falling headlong into this.
Forgive me for falling.
I meant to ask...
How are you?
How've you been?
How's the weather, is it raining again?
Exactly how many breaths have you taken
Since last you saw me?
Is it easier or harder to breathe
Without me?
How long can you go without thinking my name?
Have you made it a game?
As I have?
How often do you worry
That maybe it's love?
Or does it cross your mind?
Does it scare you?
Do yo
For his civility.

We passed the school, where children strove
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At recess, in the ring;
:thumb91544408:We passed the fields of gazing grain,
:thumb123450905:We passed the setting sun.
Or rather, he passed us;

A Drop Of DewA drop of dew
The morning light
Between the two
A hopeful fight
A thirsty soul
Beneath the drop
A prayer to light
Its pain to stop
For in the light
There is a heat
To burn the drop
And stop the beat
Of heart in soul
That still loves light
That wants the dew
If wrong or right
Though light can shine
And still not burn
The dew can drop
And hearts can learn
To quench the thirst
Amidst the heat
And in the soul
To be complete
The dews grew quivering and chill,
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For only gossamer my gown,

My tippet only tulle.
:thumb120312420:We paused before a house that seemed
:thumb120404778:A swelling of the ground;
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The roof was scarcely visible,

The cornice but a mound.

Since then 'tis centuries, and yet each
:thumb78126102:Feels shorter than the day

I first surmised the horses' heads

Were toward eternity.
The next article will be using the first 10 lines of Romeo's famous window speech [link] by Shakespeare. If you have any deviations or know of any deviations that would fit well with the text, send me a note.
If you have any ideas on future features of famous literature or speeches, please send me a note.
Past Issues:
#1- Passing Through Woods on a Snowy Evening [link]
*Note that there is more than one version of this poem; I chose the longer version.










Thank you for the feature my dear friend!
were learning alot about emily dickinson in class, very interesting person.
Yea, she was a fascinating person, and one of my favorite poets.
I never think that one of my work can be used for illustrated a poem of Emily Dickinson.
Thanks so much for including "The house"!